Devil's Doubt

One silver hair to give you wisdom
Two silver hairs reflect your sadness
I can't imagine you've been eating
But I can see that you've been sleeping
With a heart on your sleeve
And the devil's voice in your head

Stop all that sitting by the window
Don't you forget about the daylight
It's about time you left your bedroom
You picked a side 'cause you were split in two
And now you can leave out
The devil's voice from your head

You are young, tread lightly
Your footsteps are too heavy
In the daylight use your slippers
In the nighttime use your wings

Catch a glimpse of the ocean
When the bathtub overflows
Stroke the fingers of the minute
When the minute hand is slow

And quit carrying that burden
And quit trying to know the story
Give the angel's voice a turn
Give the angel's voice a turn